A Sunday of Magic, Grace, and God

At the end of this summer Sunday, I am writing at our small round kitchen table by the light of what remains of a day that held magic. There were no rabbits or wands or alchemical bits of wonderment involved. I speak of the magic that is happenstance; the magic that is being present and…

Book Review: The Brilliant Life of Eudora Honeysett

I have to admit, this piece came to be because of sweet potato fries. Ok…actually, sweet potato fries and a trip to the post box…proximity to my local independent bookstore, aka palace of wonders…and a fondness for the folks who work there. I went to drop a letter in the box and thought, While I’m…

A Poem: Reading in late July

Reading in Late July The humid weight of summerpresses into the page of the bookwhich begins to set roots in my handswhich begin to stick to my lapwhich succumbs to the gravitational pullof the bench and the bench to the porchand the porch to the lazy earth, thusrendering all suspended in a hazy stillnessthick with…

Colours of the Rain

I have spent the last while thinking quite a bit about groups of people moving from “I” language to “we” language. And not only language, but mindset and action. I understand the concept of this and the need, if the group has hope of moving in a common direction and that direction is forward, onward,…

The greening of my hands

The Fragrance of Green My hands know the blessing of the fragrance of green… the dill and the chives and the blue sky wakeful breeze that is basil, pinched and collected in the crown of my hat— the same canvas bowl that is bright from the shower of lemon thyme leaves releasing sunlight in their…

What Makes Poetry

What makes poetry?She mused as she ambled.It all makes poetry,flared corvus brachyrhynchos in practical wisdom.The pea gravel rolling, the sensuous sum total that is wild rose in bloom; The stones beneath and the fallen works of art;the seedpod and the grey. Kimberly M. King, RSCJ

Anticipating the Feast of the Sacred Heart, 2020

This coming Friday, June 19th, is the Feast of the Sacred Heart. Traditionally, it is a day when members of the Society of the Sacred Heart symbolically renew their vows and Associates renew their commitments. These, though, do not feel to me anything like ordinary times…so in addition to the formula that will be recited…

Road Trip to Hope

Prism for the Light I want to run with the stars as they singtheir canopy of whispers over those keeping watchand those who fear sleeping and thosewho laugh with love, with age;those who do time in the night,claimed by unseen gravities. And I want to take breath enoughto keep on until I meet sunrise in…

Because I am still Alive: Pentecost 2020

I can look back over thirteen years and 500+ blog entries and find common themes, images, and phrasings. Events mentioned cover the most mundane of casual observations to global tragedies. These last days of riot and protest in the United States, the systemic racism of so many structures, the blatant racism infecting many police forces,…

Gilded in Light from the Inside

…It is the Feast Day of Saint Madeleine Sophie Barat… this was the caption for the view I beheld this morning while also reading the newspaper and tapping into various feeds to see what was going on in the world. The air was a translucent gold—that is the only way I can say it…sunlight blooming…